Street test: Pretending to be a ghost to scare people? Die!

Chapter 239

The old man was so angry that he had to wait for the next day.

Liu Feng listened to the doubt in the white-clothed man's words, but he was not panicked at all.

He dared to say that he was reincarnated and cultivated again, so he had naturally found an excuse long ago.

"To be honest with you, senior, I... abandoned my cultivation!"

Liu Feng's face was full of determination!

"My path in my last life was wrong, and I couldn't become an immortal!"

"I must take a different path in this life to get a glimpse of the way to immortality."

"So I have to really rebuild, and start from scratch!"

"But I haven't found a new way to become an immortal..."

"So after twenty years, I am still a mortal and have never started practicing."

"Senior, you are an immortal..."

"Can you give me the immortal method so that I can have a chance to become an immortal?"

Liu Feng stared at the man in white, his eyes full of expectation.

The man in white continued to knock on the table, as if wondering if Liu Feng was lying.

"You said before that you would offer me a treasure, and it was your life-saving magic weapon!"

"Where is this treasure?"

The man in white asked about something else.

Liu Feng quickly replied: "It's Bai Wuchang's mourning stick!"

?

Bai Wuchang's mourning stick? ? ?

The man in white lived in Bengbu!

If he remembered correctly...

Isn't Bai Wuchang the underworld's ghost messenger?

How could the mourning stick be in Liu Feng's hands?

The man in white had a question mark on his forehead!

He was now doubting whether Liu Feng was here to tease him...

Could this guy be a weird guest at the bath center?

The man in white frowned secretly.

But being able to come all the way to his study room itself shows that Liu Feng is extraordinary!

At least he got Zhuge's permission to enter the door of the ancient house.

Others may make mistakes, but Zhuge can't make mistakes!

So what Liu Feng said to him was probably true.

"Bai Wuchang's mourning stick..."

"Are you sure you're right?"

"The mourning stick is the magic weapon of the ghost messenger, how could it be in your hands?"

The man in white waited quietly for Liu Feng's explanation.

Liu Feng didn't hide it either, and said directly: "I borrowed it, and I don't plan to return it!"

Then Liu Feng added more details.

He only said that he borrowed Bai Wuchang's mourning stick forcibly during a summoning in his previous life.

After that, the mourning stick became his life-long magic weapon!

Even when he reincarnated and cultivated again, he brought it with him.

Liu Feng spoke without hesitation, adding fuel to the fire and telling the story.

However, he put the background in ancient times and made the location of the ancient tomb vague, so that the man in white could not verify the authenticity.

"I have now abolished my cultivation, and the mourning stick has also lost its connection with me."

"Only by practicing the method again can I sacrifice this thing and refine it into a life-long magic weapon again."

"But the mourning stick is a bit too wasteful in my hands..."

After Liu Feng explained vividly, his face couldn't help but change to a sincere look.

"Please accept this thing, senior!"

"Only in the hands of an immortal like you can the mourning stick exert the power that an immortal weapon should have!"

Liu Feng's words sounded better than singing.

The man in white was stunned!

"You... stole Bai Wuchang's mourning stick!?"

The man in white was stunned, and he couldn't help but feel that he had seen something he had never seen before.

Liu Feng was unhappy when he heard this.

What do you mean by robbing?

How could he, a master-level figure, a living devil walking in the world, steal a mourning stick! ?

He obviously borrowed it!

So the next second, Liu Feng corrected him with a serious face: "It's not robbing, it's borrowing."

"..."

The man in white came back to his senses and looked at Liu Feng in front of him. He immediately felt a sense of respect!

Even the ghost messenger dared to rob...

Is this something that a cultivator can do?

It's so bold!

Even when he was young, he didn't dare to be so rude to the Yin God.

"No wonder he can say blood sacrifice to mortals, this kid is not right from the root!"

"I guess he was an evil monk in his previous life..."

"He did too many evil things, and he died because of his evil deeds!"

The man in white gave an objective evaluation in his heart.

Clearing his throat, the man in white ordered: "Take out the mourning stick!"

Liu Feng looked embarrassed when he heard it.

"Senior, the mourning stick is in the hands of my servant."

"But he disappeared on the way to the study..."

"I suspect it was the little fairy in the mansion who was playing a prank."

"Please tell me, don't let anyone tease him again."

...

Zhang Hao came to the study, his face was still in shock!

When he saw Liu Feng waving at the pavilion in the distance, Zhang Hao burst into tears.

!

"Master..."

"Master!!!"

Zhang Hao ran towards Liu Feng as if he had seen a relative!

The butler who led the way disappeared at the door with the mourning stick.

When he appeared again, the butler had already reached the outside of the pavilion!

"My Lord."

The butler bowed and held the mourning stick with both hands, raising it high above his head for the man in white to look at.

The man in white raised his hand and the mourning stick slowly floated up and flew into the man in white.

"...It is indeed a fairy weapon!"

The man in white focused his eyes and immediately felt the extraordinaryness of the mourning stick.

The divine power contained in it is definitely not something from the mortal world!

Although with his cultivation, he no longer looks down on such a magic weapon.

But no matter how low the level of the mourning stick is, it is still a fairy weapon!

"Although I can't use it, it's a good weapon for Zhuge!"

The man in white thought so and ordered the housekeeper: "Go call Zhuge!"

The housekeeper bowed and responded, and his figure dissipated like a wisp of green smoke, disappearing on the spot.

Zhang Hao also ran up to him!

"Master——"

"I thought I would never see you again!"

Zhang Hao ran into the pavilion and cried loudly while holding Liu Feng's legs!

He was really scared to death just now!

He felt hair on his neck before...

Actually, it was the hair of the red-clothed female ghost!

The ghost was lying on the beam above the corridor, and its hair fell down, sweeping his neck.

As for the guy who tripped him, it was the zombie he took a photo of before!

"My life is so miserable!"

Zhang Hao trembled all over when he recalled his experience just now.

Zombies plus red-clothed ghosts...

Especially after the mourning sticks were snatched away, Zhang Hao was so scared that he almost peed!

Fortunately, he remembered Liu Feng's words to scare the female ghost, and quickly followed suit and brought up Zhuge.

He saved his life...

But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped!

The red-clothed female ghost and the zombies dare not kill him, but that does not mean they dare not torture him.

The process...

Zhang Hao couldn't help but shudder!

"Master, at least fifty years of my life have been sucked away!"

"The murderer is the red-clothed female ghost at the gate!"

"And the zombies in the backyard!"

"You have to make the decision for me!"

Zhang Hao started to complain.

Liu Feng rolled his eyes when he heard it!

"The mourning stick is in your hand, can you still be bullied by ghosts?"

"Hurry up!"

"Don't embarrass yourself in front of the immortal senior!"

Liu Feng taught Zhang Hao a lesson and reminded him at the same time.

The owner of the bath center has shown up, but Zhang Hao is still in the mood to complain about the little ghost?

He has forgotten the main business!

Zhang Hao was stunned after hearing what Liu Feng said.

"Senior Immortal..."

Zhang Hao subconsciously looked at the man in white...

Damn it!

Master!!!

Zhang Hao's heart exploded!

Although the housekeeper had called "Master" when he presented the mourning stick before.

But Zhang Hao escaped from death and was only concerned with complaining to Liu Feng. How could he pay attention to other things?

Just when Zhang Hao was at a loss——